At this time, Jiang Li was one of Xuanzang's souls, Jiang No. 3.

"Spiritual cultivators, gods, visualization ......"

"The cultivation methods in this world are a bit strange, but these heavenly gods are a bit like those incense gods sealed by the Heavenly Court. ”

Jiang Li searched the young man's memory, and although the information he got was limited, he could also deduce something.

"Is incense also a rule?" Jiang Li subconsciously pinched his chin and thought.

"No, this should be the power of faith, and it may belong to the law of faith!"

In this way, the gods of this world all practice the law of faith, relying on this law to transcend themselves and obtain immortality. ”

"As for the Heavenly God Visualization Diagram, I haven't touched it now, so it's not very clear......

Just when Jiang Li was immersed in thought, a sound of footsteps came out of the door of the broken temple.

A man in green clothes walked in stepping on the snow in the yard, stomped his feet at the door, and saw Jiang Li sitting in a pile of weeds.

"Jiang Li, I heard Xiaohu say that you are sick, how are you, have you taken medicine?" asked the man in Tsing Yi with a little concern, his tone was more gentle than that of other teenagers.

Everyone in the village knew what happened to Jiang Li's home, and his parents were killed by robbers on the way out, leaving Jiang Li alone and barely surviving with the help of his neighbors, which was very pitiful.

Jiang Tieqiao has some friendship with Jiang Li's dead father, so he usually helps Jiang Li.

However, everyone has their own family, their own children, and their own mother-in-law who is unwilling to meddle in their own affairs.

Jiang Li, a thirteen-year-old boy, started to have a fever yesterday, and he didn't borrow any money, so he couldn't go to Lang Zhong to get medicine, so he could only resist on his own.

It's just that the gods don't seem to care about this poor child, and a heavy snowstorm last night directly took the life of this young man, and his body was picked up by Jiang No. 3 and replaced this identity.

"Oh! It's Uncle Tieqiao, I was a little uncomfortable last night, and I feel much better after a lazy sleep today!" Jiang Li rubbed his eyes and looked like he had just woken up.

Jiang Tieqiao nodded, wiped his belt in his right hand, and took out a few copper coins from it, "Jiang Li, you take this money, the recent heavy snow is about to close the mountain, I will take you to the Enlightenment Conference in the spring of next year, you go to buy some food, replenish your body, and only when your body is strong can you pass the Enlightenment Ceremony!"

Looking at Jiang Tieqiao's resolute expression, Jiang Li couldn't refuse, and took these copper coins in his hand, "Thank you, Uncle Tieqiao!"

If it was the usual Jiang Li, he would definitely cry at this time, missing his deceased parents, but now Jiang Li has changed his soul, his mind has already matured, and at the same time, he has full confidence to repay this favor, there is no need to be a little daughter to win sympathy.

Jiang Tieqiao also noticed Jiang Li's changes, and was a little surprised in his heart, the young man in front of him seemed to have grown a lot overnight.

"I still have work at home, Jiang Li, you can rest well!" Jiang Tieqiao touched Jiang Li's head and got up to leave.

"Okay, Uncle Tieqiao. ”

In the light snow, the cyan figure gradually drifted away, Jiang Li hurriedly walked over and closed the door tightly, and returned to the bed.

"Next, eat something and then try to see if the 'workout' works!"

Jiang Li took out a piece of dry and hard dry food from the haystack and bit it down.

"Boom~"

"It's so hard, this guy really can't take care of himself, no wonder he freezes to death!"

Jiang Li directly threw the dry food aside and walked out of the house with a rusty firewood knife.

Although it was only a light snow outside, the cold wind was biting, and Jiang Li was wearing shabby clothes, and he felt that his limbs were a little numb.

The surrounding grass and trees are covered with frost, and there are long ice picks hanging on the branches and under the eaves.

These weeds were useless to the villagers, but in Jiang Li's eyes, they were indeed a kind of medicinal herb that could not only satisfy hunger, but also soothe the muscles and invigorate.

Although they were in different worlds and the appearance of the medicines that grew was somewhat different, as a saint dividing soul, Jiang Li could recognize at a glance the role that a certain plant could play.

In the dead of winter, there were no edible wild vegetables, so Jiang left to the west of the village and bought two catties of miscellaneous grains for the rich with copper money.

With a large handful of all kinds of wild grass in his arms, a cloth bag, and a few long dry firewoods behind his back, Jiang Lishen returned to the ruined temple with one foot in a shallow foot.

Jiang No. 2 first found a few stones in a nearby dilapidated house to set up an iron pot, and lit dry wood with the help of fine grass, and the flame suddenly brightened and warmed the whole room.

Layers of snow were placed in the iron pot, and as the temperature of the iron pot increased, the snow quickly melted into clear water.

Jiang Li picked a few herbs that could activate qi and blood and threw them in, and then poured in a handful of miscellaneous grains.

The flames licked the bottom of the pot, and the heat wave made Jiang Li's body feel very warm, and the frostbite on his hands and feet also had an itchy feeling after being warm.

Jiang Li guarded the iron pot, the whole person curled up in the quilt, the feeling of hunger became more and more intense, and from time to time there was a muffled sound in his abdomen.

This body hadn't eaten properly for a long time, and Jiang Li could feel that his body was close to running out of oil.

"I can't keep up with the nutrition, and I still train with Jiang Tieqiao every day, so it's strange if I don't damage my body!" Jiang Li thought to himself, and at this time, the water in the pot was also boiling.

A small handful of grains and a few yellowed herbs were mixed together, giving off a particularly strange taste, which was not very good, but made the hungry Jiang Li a little eager to drink a bowl.

Jiang Li stirred a few times with a spoon, then found a broken bowl from the stone slab, brushed it with snow water at random, and put a spoonful of somewhat hot multigrain soup into the broken bowl.

In order to drink the multigrain soup as soon as possible, Jiang Li made a handful of snow outside the house and put it in, and the white snowflakes melted instantly when they touched the hot soup, and the temperature of the multigrain soup dropped a lot.

Jiang Li picked up the broken bowl and drank it in a big gulp.

"Goo-dong, goo-dong......"

Soon, a bowl of multigrain soup was drunk by Jiang Li, his stomach was warm, and at the same time, his body also regained some strength, and his head was a lot clearer.

"One more bowl!"

Jiang Li spooned another bowl of multigrain soup, this time he was not in a hurry, and drank it slowly.

Due to the relatively small amount of miscellaneous grains, Jiang Li only drank a full amount of water, his stomach rolled round and got into the quilt, and then a feeling of fatigue hit his heart, his eyes were closed, and he fell asleep groggy.

The herbs in the multigrain soup are starting to work, sleep is a key process to help the body recover, and only in the state of sleep can Jiang Li's body recover faster.